Thankfully we didn't drive much, just to and from the venue.
The games this year were incredible. Every year the gameplay overall gets better and better and better. Discipline seemed to be the outstanding theme to me. The individual skillsets of each skater didn't have the impact of well-disciplined gameplay by the entire team. Gotham proved that.
But of course I was there to drink and heckle. Which I did. Copiously. We even had Team Heckle shirts. We looked good while we yelled.
Here's some photo highlights from Sunday.
In between the two games on Sunday, there was a band that played Salt n' Pepa's Push It, The Knack's My Sharona, and Michael Jackson's Billie Jean amongst other cool stuff:
After the last game, I broke out the Sharpies hastily.
First off, Veronica Scars from Scarred Designs:
Wanton Rebellion quickly followed:
Dinner at one of the local restaurants. We were chided for applauding when two old oblivious farts who wouldn't move when this hoarde of derby miscreants first descended onto the scene finally left after 30 awkward minutes of us glaring at them. By the way, not only were they done with their food, but they were finished with their beverages and their table was otherwise clean. Go talk in the bar, doofus.
Back at the hotel , we found ourselves some Rocky Mountain Roller Girls and Oly Rollers. Drinkin' and rasslin'.
This is actually a calm dogpile by their standards:
I settled down with a glass of wine and the company of Knockser Socksoff and her hubby G. No Evil. Of course I ended up drawing on her:
I love doing Day of the Dead themed pinups!
After I was done with that, Knocks asks if I wanted to draw on Julie. Julie? I wondered to myself, then I realized she was talking about Oly's Atomatrix.
UHM, YEAH. MIGHT AS WELL DRAW ON ONE OF THE BEST SKATERS OUT THERE.
I'm such a fangirl.
RMRG's Deranged had made me promise to draw on her boob earlier in the day. But the hotel was strict enough where I knew the whole rasslin'/drinkin'/drawin' shebang would be shut down faster than Rick Perry's chances of getting into the White House if nudity erupted. So we settled on me giving her a tramp stamp:
O HAI again Atom!
I spotted 2010 WFTDA Champs MVP, Sassy, and managed to get her to not only sit still for a tattoo, but she had to take her shirt off halfway to get it done:
Deranged, Ecko, and Psycho Babble take a little nap using Oly's jackets:
Tannibal Lector was next. She had to rearrange both her shirt and bra to get this done:
And so the night went on. I ended up having a fun conversation with Angel City's GoGo Gidget and Duchess von Damn, as well as fellow Team Heckler Skatum.
Duchess eventually got tired:
And so did Skatum.
The party started to break up for the night, but not before Hellarad's Mister Moxxxie found a mustache soulmate:
Pretty much one of the best derby days evar!